dear God,
i seriously do not get my life. i know we’re not supposed to have all the answers, but why, then, am i so unsatisfied with not knowing anything? i get mad, but then i feel guilty for being mad because i know my situation is my fault.. but i can’t help the anger sometimes. i can’t help feeling betrayed. am i really that bad? was it really that awful?
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